Laugh now, funny man.There are days when you read something in one of our lovely papers and it’s all you can do to keep yourself from impaling both of your eyes on a wrought iron fence. Today is one of those days.

Here we are some thirty odd hours from the 21st Annual Chicago Baseball Lemming Festival, where the Cubs will try to distract us from the truth about just how lousy they really are going to be, and knee-pad wearing fan boy Mike Kiley, in the newspaper that DOESN’T own the team writes something so hysterically…hysterical, it’s almost beyond comprehension.

Today, Kiley wonders why the Cubs just don’t go ahead and give Jim Hendry and Dusty Baker contract extensions right now.

Under the headline “Spring the time to re-up Hendry, Baker” (which is not the headline I would have chosen–more like “Spring is the right time to throw feces at Hendry, Baker”), Mike Kiley lays out the case for giving the manager always chewing on a toothpick and the general manager always wearing donut glaze on one side of his face new, longer, more lucrative contracts!

Talk about your “thin books.”

Some of the highlights:

Hendry and Baker are going nowhere for a while, even if some want to inject doubt into Baker’s future in Chicago. The guy just wants to be loved, and why is it so hard for many Cubs fans to extend him that courtesy?

Why is it so hard? I’m not sure. It’s likely because he’s a lousy manager. Yes, lousy. By any measure.

He proves every day that he is completely incapable of filling out a lineup card. How hard is it to take nine names and put them in some sort of rational order? You could feed a dog a list of nine names and half the time he’d crap that list out in a more logical order than Dusty can come up with.

He stubbornly clings to preconcieved, hackneyed notions of how to run a team. He will, without fail, play a veteran over a young player because he thinks the veteran has “earned” it by hanging around longer. To Dusty, the most valuable baseball skill you can have is a streak of most consecutive days lived without dying.

He can’t figure out when a starting pitcher should be a reliever and when a reliever should be a starter. Witness the way he torpedoed the Cubs’ season last year before May Day by having his fifth starter go to the bullpen (Glendon Rusch), his closer go to the rotation (Ryan Dempster) and his set-up man try, though he’d proven over and over again not to be up to the challenge, to be the closer (LaTroy Hawkins.) Sure, it’s easy to second guess because Rusch pitched well at the end of the year in the rotation, Dempster became a lights out closer and LaTroy is on his fourth team in three years now. But in Spring Training, Dusty’s BOSS, Jim Hendry kept telling the media that he thought Dempster would be a good closer.

It’s not like Dusty has ever spewed strange things not entirely racist in nature, but certainly ignorant, like when he said that black players do better in the sun and heat than white guys.

It’s not like he’s ever botched a double-switch so badly that a Cubs’ batter got a hit and then was ruled out for batting out of turn.

It’s not like the highlight of last season was when Jerry Hairston Jr. fouled a ball into the Cubs’ dugout and smoked his manager right in the ribs.

Wait, it is just like all of that.

Dusty’s biggest skill was supposedly that he could manage a clubhouse. That players would love playing for him and play better than ever and that free agents would line up at 1060 West Addison to apply for jobs.

I’m sure players love him. No manager ever made more excuses for more bums than Dusty does. But they aren’t playing better than ever and the only free agent in four offseasons with Dusty to sign because they wanted to play for him is Jock Jones. Guh.

As Cubs’ fans we’re terrified of our manager. The season will hinge on how well two young players, Ronny Cedeno and Matt Murton, play, and you know what? None of us are entirely convinced either will play much at all. Looming in the shadows are inferior, OLDER players, Neifi Perez and Marquis Grissom. If the Cubs had any other manager you’d have no such fear, but with Dusty, it’s probably 80/20 that Neifi and Marquis limp out to short and left most days.

Holy crap.

Back to Kiley’s “column.”

Who were the last GM and manager to have the Cubs within five outs of the World Series? That should be currency the pair can spend for a couple more years.

Wait, I know this. Jim Hendry and Dusty Baker!

I also know that had Hendry picked up a competent bullpen arm down the stretch in 2003 and had Dusty not frozen like a deer in the headlights when Mark Prior got into trouble in game six and Kerry Wood imploded in game seven, that the Cubs would have been the first of the doomed teams to win a World Series, not the one holding the bag after both Soxes got theirs first.

The only flaw in MacPhail’s agenda might be the caution not to rile the public by giving Hendry and Baker extensions during spring training when nothing has been won.

Wait, that’s “the only flaw”? Isn’t that kind of a big flaw? Like the whole reason neither guy deserves an extension?

Honestly, would the Cubs be any worse off without Dusty, regardless of how the Cubs do in 2006? If the Cubs somehow botch their way into the playoffs and another team swoops in and “steals” Dusty after the season, I find it hard to believe the fortunes of the franchise will suffer. I think it’s a chance worth taking.

What the situation seems to demand is a forceful stand by Tribune Co. bosses. Go ahead and give Hendry and Baker their extensions in February or March, before the season gets under way, so that the leadership will be viewed as setting a tone.

Why? The only tone you’ll be setting is “fourth place is frickin’ great! We love it! Whoo, more fourth place!” And even then, fifth is looking more likely.

If you like this team — and many critics don’t — say so by rewarding Hendry and Baker now.

Who’s he talking to now? What? Did he just change the voice of the article for no apparent reason? Is he now addressing Andy McFail directly?

Besides, that sentence is ludicrous in first, second, third or fourteenth person. Gee, critics don’t like something? Isn’t that what makes them critics?

For example. I want to like Jock Jones. I think he seems like a very nice guy. He seems to play hard and really want to win. That does not mean I think he’s going to play well for the Cubs or that I won’t rag all over his pseudoFrench ass when he doesn’t. Call me a critic, then.

The doubters are plentiful about what the future will bring with Jacque Jones in right field and unproven Ronny Cedeno at shortstop and Matt Murton in left. OK, tell the public that Hendry has done as good a job as possible this winter and Baker is just the guy to get the most out of this team for 2006 and beyond.

Why would you lie to the public like that? Hendry didn’t do the best possible job this winter. He pussied out of the Rafael Furcal bidding and lost his top target. He did get Juan Pierre though the cost on Juan went up precisely because Hendry lost out on Furcal and that just compounded his failure. Jock Jones? And spending that much money on relievers is a crapshoot at best, especially when one of them doesn’t want to run laps to get in shape and the other one has an arm held on with a thumbtack and some half-chewed Juicy Fruit.

Look, you can’t tell anybody that Dusty “is just the guy to get the most out of this team for 2006 and beyond.” Unless what you’re telling people is that the goal is to be lousy in 2006 and for the concievable future. Acutally, maybe that is the goal.

That’s why Tribune Co. needs to show its mettle before the season and say it is following through on the intent, sooner or later, to re-sign Hendry and Baker.

In this case, sooner would be a brave commitment. Later would be safe and sound, but not as warm an embrace.

I’ll tell you what would be even more safe and sound than later. Never.